The one who treats me like a woman isn't my husband, but him… After marrying my husband, I lived a carefree life, yet I felt unsatisfied. One day, I received a notice for a class reunion. Wanting a change of pace, I attended and met my first love. Feeling a connection, I drank myself into a stupor and spent the night with him. Perhaps I just wanted to use alcohol as an excuse to be taken advantage of. From that day on, the curtain was raised on an illicit affair, revealing the pleasure and excitement I couldn't experience with my husband.